Madrina - Isabel Pantoja

Rondabas por mi dehesa

Y un día me hablaste, llegando a mi altura:

-Su buen corazón, condesa

Hará que en el toro, yo llegue a figura

Y ordené a mis mayorales

Conmovida por tu vó:

-Apartarle dos erale

Que a éste lo apadrino yo

Subiste a los carteles

En un momento…

Los brillos de tus caireles

Son mi tormento

Madrina

Por fuera jardin de rosa

Por dentro zarza de espina

Madrina

Mi pena es de dolorosa

Mas nadie me la adivina

No sabes de mi amargura, pues tu locura

Solo es el toro

Y a solas me bebo el llanto, de tanto y tanto

Como te adoro

Madrina…

Madrina, sin un lucero

Madrina, sin un te quiero…

La gente no se imagina

-que el hombre de mi corazón-

Me llama solo: madrina

Por culpa de una sonrisa

Que echaste a unos ojos que había en barrera:

Un toro de mi divisa

Manchó de amapolas tu estampa torera

¡Si se salva, Padre mio

En silencio seguiré;

En tus manos los confío

Que eres el del gran poder!

De nuevo por las arenas

Vistes de luces;

Y yo mi caudal de pena

Lloro entre cruces

Madrina

Por fuera jardin de rosa

Por dentro zarza de espina

Madrina

Mi pena es de dolorosa

Mas nadie me la adivina

No sabes de mi amargura, pues tu locura

Solo es el toro

Y a solas me bebo el llanto, de tanto y tanto

Como te adoro

Madrina…

Madrina, sin un lucero

Madrina, sin un te quiero…

La gente no se imagina

-que el hombre de mi corazón-

Me llama solo: madrina

You were roaming around my meadow

And one day you spoke to me, reaching my height:

-Your good heart, countess

She will make the bull, I get to figure

And I ordered my foremen

Moved by your vo:

-Set aside two erale

I sponsor this one

you climbed the posters

In a moment…

The shine of your fringes

are my torment

Godmother

Outside rose garden

Inside thorn bush

Godmother

my sorrow is painful

But no one guesses it for me

You don't know about my bitterness, because your madness

It's just the bull

And alone I drink my tears, so much and so much

How i adore you

Godmother…

Godmother, without a star

Godmother, without a I love you...

People can't imagine

-that the man of my heart-

He calls me only: godmother

because of a smile

What did you throw into some eyes that were in the barrier:

A bull of my currency

He stained your bullfighter print with poppies

If he is saved, my father

In silence I will follow;

In your hands I trust them

That you are the one with the great power!

back to the sands

You wear lights;

And I my flow of sorrow

I cry between crosses

Godmother

Outside rose garden

Inside thorn bush

Godmother

my sorrow is painful

But no one guesses it for me

You don't know about my bitterness, because your madness

It's just the bull

And alone I drink my tears, so much and so much

How i adore you

Godmother…

Godmother, without a star

Godmother, without a I love you...

People can't imagine

-that the man of my heart-

He calls me only: godmother